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Nov 2014
I can see it in your teardrop eyes-
That hesitate to look away.
I can feel it when you grab me closer
When I'm half asleep.
I can hear it when you trail off,
And exhale all your worries away.
This thing they call love
Isn't fleeting,
For with me it shall stay.
Pdub
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